Gem Names Novels & Stories

Harry has pushed her to the walls and now she wants revenge. “Nicole Michelson." She said with a slight smile. “Gemita Prescott." Gemita said while retrieving her hand. “I'm sorry what? Didn't Linus say your name is Gwen?" Nicole asked as she was feeling perplexed. Not only did she tell her a different name but the name also sounded a familiar. “Yes, I'm actually in disguise. My real name is Gemita Prescott. I thought since we're working together, we should be honest with each other." Gemita replied with a smile.

Whether you like it or not but you are only mine He said in his deep voice. My heart dropped as soon I saw him smirking at me menacingly. He moved more closer to me and cupped my right cheek in his palm. "You are my key, my most precious gem, I won't let anyone snatch you away from me not even you My Genie" *****

For us, this man was no longer anything other than a genetic code, giving us our precious little gem. That's why we call her Gemma instead of Justice. We have used her middle name for a long time, and Justice is known only to a few. And only a few know where these names come from. I will obtain justice for her because she is a gem to me. I finished washing up and put the dishes in the cupboard before I started working. I have always loved handicrafts, and one of them turned out to be making jewelry. Although it is not a full-time job and the money is not great, it allows me to survive and develop my passion and the small business that I started, thanks to the support of Arthur and his wife,

I said then turned my head to the woman, "and I'd appreciate it if all of you would go straight home," "Alright let's go," the man said to the other as they left. Alexander just saved me for tonight. Gem was short for Gemma. "I'm leaving now, take care," I said as I left the small shop I worked for. I worked in small jewellers. My job was to bring in gems that I was lucky enough to find but I admit in the dead of night I was a jewel thief. The only reason I stole jewels is to help the shop owner who has old, frail and sick. I lived in the age of the deities and shinigami although the shinigami didn't have the numbers it does in the future.

Gemma repeated, her eyes flashing lavender “tell me who you are to me. Tell me the truth because I sense something else is going on here. Why would Lily bring me to you when she knows I have a mate. A mate I love. I can’t imagine being with anyone else and you can’t make me” “Oh Gemstone!” “Don’t!” Gemma gasped “Don’t you dare call me that!. You have no right to call me that!. Only Max, my family call me that!” “And where do you think they got this name from huh?” He said smugly “I implanted this nickname in their heads. The only one who’s head I didn’t plant it in was Max. He felt how I felt when he first saw you. That you were precious, a gemstone”

As expected, Morrigan caught me staring straight at her, and true to her saucy, unbothered character, she slowly raised her wine glass toward me and gave me a sharp, wicked wink. “I have absolutely no idea what black dress you are talking about, Nora,” a golden-haired noblewoman spoke up, looking utterly confused. In my mind, I had already given her a nickname since I hadn't formally learned her name yet. It was simple, fitting, and matched her look perfectly...Gem. “Me neither,” Iris frowned, squinting her brows together in genuine confusion. “Am I missing something? I mean, you specifically told your court stylist that you wanted all of your dresses custom-made in gold and silver!”

Dorian looked at me, a confused expression on his face. I shook my head. We'll talk later. "I don't know." I shrugged. "Maybe we don't tell anyone. Maybe we keep this between you, me, and - " I smacked my forehead. "Abernathy can tell us what to do. That sneaky dragon probably knew what the gem was all along." Dorian stroked her hair with one of his fingers. She appeared to be sleeping. "What should we name her?" he asked quietly. A name immediately popped into my head. "Jasmine," I answered.

Our professional liar. “The name is…wait you promise, correct? You will spare my life. I promise to leave here and go as far away as possible.” Gemma begs. “You give me actual proof and I will keep my word. I will not kill you. I will let you go.” “The name I was told is Geraldine Azwatt of the Hummingbird tribe. You are a descendant of seers and warriors.” She tells me. I motion for the guard on my right to go verify this information.

The only thing he knew about his mother is that she abandoned him when he was still a child. Was she a creature from Fantasía too? "She was just like you, beautiful shiny hair, brave and powerful." Jihae started. "When she gave birth to you, Adalis started capturing all the Gemmas because he knew they could destroy the dark creatures." "Gemmas?" Jimmy asked. "Gems in Latin, they are creatures with a hair that has too many powers, just like you." So, I'm a Gemma. Jimmy thought.

he says to the guard with his usual tone. "Sir! I am sorry, I can't open the gates for any of them! Order from the General sir!" he says standing at alert. Bellman stares at the guard for a few seconds, his head almost increasing in size and asks for his name. "Tony sir! Tony Woods sir!" "Hmmmm well Samuel, I guess you can run along and go tell the good general that a certain Tony woods is threatening to destroy the city by refusing to let in our source of survival."